It is obvious that as the Casri Academy incident continues to ferment, Duila is under increasing pressure.

Not only is there one Casri Academy, but the entire city of Oakland. Almost all black people in the city have joined the movement to support Casri Academy's black people.

Although there has not been a large-scale turmoil yet, it is hard to say what direction the situation will develop if this continues.

As time goes by, whether the lives and safety of the hostages in Casri Academy can be guaranteed will be a big question mark.

The city council kept urging to inquire about the development of the Casri Academy incident, especially the speaker Obak, who called almost every two or three hours, which was the most upsetting thing for Duira.

The defenses in Casri Academy seem to be getting better and better. They do not fire guns to the outside world unless the police take the initiative to attack, but then they will immediately be hit by their most tenacious counterattack.

What Duira and Douglas couldn't understand was where the blacks got weapons, even including the bazooka, which caused the Auckland policemen's attack to encounter major setbacks again and again.

One thing Duira is very clear about it. Washington already knows about it. President William has not expressed any opinion on it yet, but Duira believes that President William is waiting for the final result of Oakland's handling. If the Casri Academy incident that has not been successful in the past few days, it is very difficult to say what kind of prospects he will face.

Perhaps the federal army will intervene soon—this is the best result.

He could only kick the ball to Douglas, but the Oakland police chief was also helpless and had used all the solutions he could think of, but at this time the Casri Academy opposite seemed to have become a military fortress.

Yes, for a real military fortress, the people inside must have received some rigorous military training, otherwise they would never stick there so stubbornly. The angle they chose to snipe was so perfect, and their quality was even better than the policemen under their command.

The attitude of the hostage family is becoming more and more impatient and less calm. They keep asking loudly when the Auckland government can rescue those hostages. Some have already been yelling insults. But this cannot be blamed for this. Who can still remain calm when their son, daughter, and husband are hostages?

Although the current situation can be temporarily controlled, no one can guarantee when a large-scale outbreak will occur.

At this time, Huey Newton, Bobby Sear and the members of the Black Panther Party they led became increasingly confident. They were originally unsure of whether they could succeed, but as the events progressed, they felt that victory was gradually being held in their hands.

Not only were they hostages, but the military qualities shown by the subordinates sent by Mr. Paris were simply amazing. They were just a few of them on the commanding heights and actually repelled the police's attacks several times in one breath. If they were professional soldiers, Huey and Bobby would never have doubted them.

They rarely communicate with people, and there is nothing more to do except to get supplies regularly every day.

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What makes people feel most amazing is that they are all white people. God, they never thought that a group of black people would fight side by side with a few white people.

Before this incident broke out, Mr. Paris was right. As long as he could last for a week, the situation in Auckland would change the most importantly. The power of public opinion would be seriously unfavorable to the Auckland Municipal Government. Mayor Duira would be forced to sit down and negotiate with them, and even more optimistic results would occur.

Things were going exactly the same as Mr. Paris expected.

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Now, three days have passed, and although the city of Auckland has not yet negotiated with them, the Black Panther Party has carried out the next step as agreed before the action. They sent representatives, one of their leaders, Bobby, walked out of Casri Academy and had a face-to-face conversation with Mayor Duira.

When a black man walked out of Casri Academy, the outside of Casri Academy was completely boiling.

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The hostage family members and reporters swept up quickly. The police tried their best to pass through the crowd, pointing their guns at Bobby, and shouted loudly to raise his hand.

"I don't carry any weapons." Bobby raised his hands: "If you are going to shoot at a black man in front of so many people, then please pass the bullet through my heart!"

Bobby was handcuffed and he did not carry any offensive weapons. But just as the police were about to take him away, the hostage families led by Mr. Miles quickly surrounded the police. As the representative of the hostage family, Miles said: "I hope Mayor Duira and Director Douglas can interrogate him here. We also want to know what happened at Casri Academy. We also want to know whether our loved ones are safe at Casri Academy. This is the power we deserve!"

The police were a little at a loss, and the ones surrounding them were a group of white people of the same complexion as them.

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At this time, the cameras in the reporters' hands began to flash towards the crowd.

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Under strong pressure, the Duira Municipal Government was forced to agree to the request of the hostage family and had a face-to-face conversation with a black man in full view. You should know that this was something that was unimaginable three days ago.

"I am Duira, the mayor of Auckland. The police chief, Mr. Douglas, stood beside me." Duira felt that talking to a black man was an insult to himself, but he had to endure such an unhappiness: "Tell me, are you ready to surrender?"

"Mr. Mayor, Mr. Director, we will not surrender until our legitimate rights cannot be promised. We are willing to die here for our cause." Bobby replied calmly.

"So what are you doing here?" Director Douglas became a little angry. Speaking to a black man, he would become a laughing stock of his colleagues and Oakland's upper class.

Bobby is one of the few black people with higher education in the Black Panther Party, which is the main reason why he is the representative of the Black Panther Party this time: "We require food, and there are not much food storage in Casri College. We also need to get necessary medicines and two doctors. Some people have some physical problems. But I can guarantee that there is no big problem. There is no problem with drinking water. The drinking water supply system of Casri College is much more advanced than that of Merritt College...."

Merritt College is a black school, and everyone can hear the irony from this sentence.

"This is impossible." Director Douglas flatly refused: "You will not get anything you want until you surrender, and Auckland will never engage in any negotiations with a group of terrorists!"

"We are not terrorists!" Bobby said calmly: "We are just a group of fighters fighting for dignity and fairness. Moreover, the food, medicine, and doctors we propose are not for black people, but for the white people inside. You can refuse to provide it. That is your power, but if there is any physical problem with everyone inside, we will not bear any responsibility."

"Why not, Mr. Mayor, Mr. Director!" Miles, who has become the representative of all the families of the kidnapped hostages, shouted: "What they want is not weapons, not grenades. What they want is what they want is life-saving medicine, which will not hinder the lives of our children! Please agree to their request, Mr. Mayor, Mr. Director! If there are financial difficulties in Auckland, then I will bear all of this!"

"And we!" The families of the kidnapped hostages let out such a roar.

Mayor Duira felt a little scared for the first time.

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The black people have already begun to riot. If they offend these white people, things will probably become more complicated.

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"I will prepare the things you need from the perspective of humanitarian rescue..." Mayor Duila said after a long period of consideration: "But this does not mean that I have compromised with you. And what I must warn you is that no hostage in Casri Academy is allowed to be harmed in any form, otherwise all consequences will be borne by you!"

"We have done our best to help them." Bobby said with a smile: "We even care more about whether their lives can be guaranteed than you. We are not a group of cold-blooded murderers."

When Mayor Duira ordered people to prepare these things, countless questions were thrown out. The scene was so chaotic that it was hard to hear who was asking what questions.

"Quiet, quiet!" Myers had to raise his decibels to calm the scene: "Ask this, we couldn't get the answer we wanted. Mr. Brown, a reporter from the Oakland newspaper, is here. I suggest that Mr. Brown asks the questions each of us wants. I suggest that no one interrupts when Mr. Brown asks questions. For our children and family!"

For our children and family - this sentence suddenly made everyone completely quiet.

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Brown knew his responsibilities very well. At this moment, he decided not to treat himself completely as a reporter: "Bobby, please tell me honestly, are the hostages in Casri Academy safe? Is anyone injured or even in danger of life?"

"The hostages in Casri Academy are currently very safe...................." Bobby quickly said: "Except for some people who have suffered minor injuries, there is no problem with the hostages. Of course, there are also some people with weak constitutions who have physical problems, but as I just said, the problems are not very serious. Gentlemen, ladies, we are indeed all black people, and we are indeed carrying out a so-called riot in your eyes, but we are not executioners. We do not want to return the suffering that whites have imposed on us to the whites in this way...."

Although the person standing in front of him was a black man, his words finally made everyone feel more at ease.

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To be continued...